ConcourseA Poem by Blu WaltersMy 1st post on here. Can't wait to grow with y'all
I wipe your cheek and tell you not to cry
You look gorgeous tonight Tears on the airport floor as I board my flight I don't want this to be my last image of you, I need a smile I might not ever come back if I do, it's gonna be a while Just know you're #1 on the speed dial You try to play it cool meanwhile Your eyes tell the story I read em like a book "You won't ever come back for me." They accuse my dreams of being excuses to chase this glory And it's painfully clear you in pain for me You don't trust me I can't blame you, I was once prone to mischief Easily tempted, and now you factor in the distance It seems impossible that its in me to stay committed Actions will speak have to speak, my words aren't convincing Give you a last kiss, a last appeal to your senses And leave you with a promise, wait for me I'll send a ticket © 2016 Blu Walters |
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